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By Brian Cammerer
A musician/artist finds his way through building a guitar called "The Golden Apple."
Book | Updated Aug 18, 2010 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
After experiencing the dream world, Ariadne has been obsessed with it, trying to get in anyway she can. In her dreams though, she has been seeing Cobb, who is still in Limbo. With the rest of the team, will they save Cobb and get him out of Limbo?
More than a week ago a girlfriend of mine has committed suicide. I havenâ€™t been able to process this sorrow, but in this poem I imagine myself how I at last will be able to let go of my tearsâ€¦
By Carl Halling
Also Known as "The Genesis of a Counterculture".
I'm like physics; a simple set of rules written in a complex language. This is just me to the core.
Eleanor Holstarlor is an opera singer/primary school teacher recently out of college. Her life is fairly normal; chatty friends, loving boyfriendand the typically annoying family. The only glitch being her boyfriend, Terry, is a member of one of the most notorious criminal gangs in the world....
Warning: I go some times go deep intot talking about abusing sort of sex...I really don't know how to explain it.
Logan Michael and Essence were very close siblings who lived with abusive and druggy parents. One day a noise neighbor hears them screaming and calls the cop. And when the police got...
Defence - A Micro-Chip Which Tunes The Human Body Into A Perfect Defence Vessel.
The Earth Will Never Stop Marching...
(This story is going to be quite short; because it's one of those short shock stories, maybe 10 or 20 chapters?)
A poem about my love of music.
Poetry | Updated Jun 16, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
A piece of beat poetry I wrote for my creative writing class. Filled with allusions and references to my favorite jazz musicians and songs.
i really do love the sound of the heart beating
Poetry | Updated Jun 8, 2010 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Fingers tearing at the walls,Empty beds and raged dolls,
Something me and my friends have assembled, we will keep adding to it
â€œHi, Iâ€™m Taylor, Iâ€™m 23 Years Old And Iâ€™ve Seen Countless People Dieâ€
The Institute Is A Medical Hell. Set In 2010, Recent Times, Humans Are Experimented On To Search For New Medical Break-Through. The Institute Was Abandoned By The Government In 2008 And Since...
Well, here's another poem. Another violent one, and another one based on that story I mentioned...
Poetry | Updated May 19, 2010 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1